The raven that flew
26 March 2020
Pray hearken
The raven that flew
Now anew
Yes anew
Will you reach into flowers
And grant us the dew?
Hark listen
The raven that flew
Yet it knew
Yes it knew
That you and I through hours
Was a tale so true
Now darkened
The raven that flew
T’was for two
So it blew
On the Sycamore treetop
It sat black and blue
Reading of the poem:
Nicki Parrott – I Will Wait For You
Raven Time
23 October 2017
Riddles flow
From the fevered brow
Listen now
I will show
The snow peaks in deserts glow
Mountainous the sands
Invoked lands
Awoken the cold
Centuries
Now unfold
Hidden glaciers uprising
People surprising
She awoke
To new millenium
The clock struck
Raven Time
Their two tongues watered my rhyme
Spilt in canticles
Reading of the poem:
The Longing – Rumi
Feed me the Music
8 October 2016
Blood awash
From age of deceit
Travel clothes
Pleated neat
I walk naked in parlours
That the Truth harbours
End of lies
Raven to me flies
Beak tender
Wings of old
They shelter me from the cold
Of ice of despair
See my brow
No longer hangs now
Infinite
Waves of hope
Surging through the upward slope
Bubbling into moon
Crescents swoon
Overwhelming surge
Gnawing urge
Daylight purge
Silver and gold they emerge
Betrothed in the skies
Now we feast
All eyes on the East
Bread in yeast
Hides the Beast
Bring me the rings of knighthood
Three bowls made of wood
Calm hunger
Feed me the Music
Rushing through
Veins intact
Pulsing centuries impact
Hurtling through ages
Reading of the poem:
Sins of Salome – Angels of Venice
Nothing else Matters – Angels of Venice
Queen of the Sun – Angels of Venice
The well calls me
24 June 2016
Your shadow’s light
It beckons to me
Through the waning open walls
Dividing the space
Separating our hands
The reprimands
All things lose power
As your urging mind now calls
A token of grace
Recovery of sight
Nights unveil you
Iridescent ghost
Your visits transforming me
Daily nighttime host
My flesh your choice pasture
The melodies
Do you remember
They sang in our joyous hearts
Then grief seeped through
As you climbed stairs to heaven
Buried in soul
The melodies ring
As I thrive in your embrace
Sheltered by your wing
We fly into night skies
Upwards downwards
The journeys take turns
Revolving dissolving paths
The maps lost in Time
When innocence drew straits
The walls closing
They hold you within
This house of cards that tumble
As the paint peels off
Revealing your essence
Spiraling flight
You me and the light
Nothing compares to your face
Shimmering presence
I dive into your spark
The well calls me
Like ravens from dreams
I fall into the waters
As the trees grow tall
Around liquid grave’s dark
Reading of the poem:
Return 2 – Max Richter
Path 5 (Delta) – Max Richter and Grace Davidson
Dream 8 – Max Richter
So Close yet so Far
20 October 2015
My shadow silent
Dangling dandelion rots
On my withered Heart
I am shadowless
You kept projections of me
Shifted from axis
I keep in heart North
Which guides me by polar Times
Out of icy age
The light preceded
Stealthy friend it brought me sight
Of changing futures
Shadows crept behind
Raven reached out for my soul
That I had kept whole
Black it cried for death
Hesitant I pondered gift
Then split it in half
You kept the token
Torn from within my heart’s lurch
So Close yet so Far
Come into my Life
14 September 2015
Into my slumbers
You seep forth your pressing urge
I greet you with wake
Summer bursts with scents
Fountains of joy flourish ripe
With seeds of your fruit
Immersed in beauty
Looking into you faceless
Your breath on my shape
You knead me desire
I need you infinitely
My soul for you calls
The ravens have tired
Bearing you on wings they sit
Guarding our twin souls
Morning pigeons coo
As you take a daily leave
Rising with the suns
Demanding mistress
I snatch more of your presence
During waking time
Our stolen moments
Leave the daytime unabashed
By our flaming nights
Every inch of me
Recognises your fragrance
While you elude me
Come into my Life
The nightingales are worn out
In nocturnal watch
Gift me your past aches
I will teach you present tense
Submerged by our touch
We will invent Time
Infinity will give in
To our radiant Love
Burn it in the cold
28 July 2015
The night died today
Wasted in rise of morning
As the raven sighs
Grass scorched in the sun
Breathes off night’s delicate touch
As it lights and churns
The nightingales weep
For pallor of their slight wings
Shine not through morrows
Take this wheezing chest
And while it shivers and throbs
Burn it in the cold
Tomorrow’s tides
18 July 2015
The morning set loose
Broke into tomorrow’s realm
Time spinning its web
Soul entrapped in mighty weave
Mind in synchronicity
.
Daybreak lit heart’s fire
Its veins awoken by rays
Beams glistening white
Harken to the same slight shades
Which moonshine had dreamt sullen
.
Noon stilled all in mind
Shadows crept to zero point
As silence of heat wave struck
A clock in soul strikes no fear
For morrows are born of now
.
Evening set dark
Into plains of wilderness
Where Eye met sorrow
Welcoming eternal foe
I embraced lost brethren’s alms
.
Night sung raven’s songs
With bitterness of the loss
Tomorrow’s tides ebb
As flows the mind with spirit
That hails all but bows to none
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